Transmigrating into a dragon clan experimental subject, is that even possible?

The four-person team quickly prepared all their equipment and silently and resolutely headed towards the hangar of the Kassel College.

As they prepared to head to the western ruins, each of them knew that this mission would be more complex and dangerous than before. The tactical aircraft in the hangar were already prepared, the roar of their propellers echoing in their ears, as if foreshadowing a fateful departure.

Standing in front of the aircraft's gangway, Lu Mingfei glanced back at the towering buildings of Kassel College, a heavy feeling settling over him.

Despite his numerous battles, each departure still filled him with unease. He didn't know if he could emerge unscathed this time, nor whether he was strong enough to face the truly resurrected power of the dragons.

"Get on the plane, Mingfei." Caesar's voice came from behind, his relaxed tone tinged with disdain. "If we dawdle any longer, we'll miss the performance."

Lu Mingfei nodded with a wry smile and quickly followed Tian He and Chu Zihang onto the aircraft.

The hatch closed, and the tactical aircraft slowly took off, leaving the academy's safe zone and heading towards the unknown battlefield.

The atmosphere inside the cabin became silent and oppressive.

Chu Zihang closed his eyes, seemingly meditating, gripping his knife tightly, ready for battle at any moment. Caesar sat lazily in his seat, his two pistols resting on his knees, a faint smile playing on his lips, seemingly filled with anticipation for the battle. Tian leaned against the bulkhead, his gaze calmly fixed on the scenery outside the window, a slight glint in his golden eyes, as if he were contemplating his next strategy.

Lu Mingfei sat in the corner, his hands clasped together, muttering to himself, "How powerful...is the dragon race?"

He had faced the minions of the dragons before, but those were merely the tip of the iceberg. Now, the true power of the dragons was about to awaken, and he was filled with unease, unsure if his dream incantations would be effective.

"Don't worry," Tian suddenly said, his gaze still fixed on the window. "You're not alone."

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, looked up at the sky, and felt a sense of comfort welling up in his heart.

Tian's calmness and composure always give people a sense of security. Although his attitude always seems indifferent, he has never let the team down in crucial moments.

“This enemy is unusual,” Tian continued, his voice low and steady. “We are facing the core power of the dragon race, which may exceed all our previous experience.”

"Can we still win?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

"We must win," Chu Zihang said coldly, opening his eyes with a resolute gaze. "No matter how strong the enemy is, we must complete the mission."

Caesar chuckled, a smile playing on his lips. "So what if they're dragons? Don't forget, we're the elite of Kassel College. No matter who our opponent is, we'll be the ultimate victors."

Lu Mingfei remained silent for a moment, his nervousness subsiding. He knew that his teammates were the strongest in Kassel College, and he was no longer the clueless ordinary student he once was.

Despite his lingering fear, he decided to trust himself and the strength of his team.

After flying for several hours, the aircraft finally approached the western ruins.

Through the porthole, Lu Mingfei saw the majestic mountain range in the distance, like the spine of a giant beast, shrouded in thick clouds, the entire land seemingly consumed by darkness and silence. Deep within the mountains, a faint purple light emanated, a symbol of the dragon race's power and the center of the Hermes family's rituals.

“That’s it,” Tian said in a low voice, his gaze fixed on the distant mountains. “The power of the dragons is reviving from there, and our goal is to destroy those rune arrays.”

“Sounds easy.” Caesar sneered, his eyes flashing with fighting fervor. “But I bet the Hermes family won’t let us get there so easily.”

“Indeed.” Chu Zihang replied coldly, his eyes flashing with icy fighting spirit. “We must be prepared for the most difficult situation.”

The aircraft slowly landed in a secluded valley on the outskirts of the mountains, and the four people quickly disembarked and entered combat mode.

A strong, decaying stench filled the air, and the power of the dragons seemed to surge deep within the earth, pressing down on everyone's nerves.

"This place is terrifying." Lu Mingfei looked around nervously, a sense of unease rising within him once more. "Is there really the power of the dragon race here?"

Tian's gaze was calm, his two guns already cocked, his golden eyes flashing slightly. "It's not just the power of the dragons, there are probably many more guardians. We must be fully focused."

"What is the action plan?" Chu Zihang asked, his eyes revealing a calm analysis.

"We'll split into two groups," Tian quickly ordered. "Caesar and Lu Mingfei will draw the enemy's frontal fire, while Chu Zihang and I will launch a flanking attack to directly destroy the rune array. We can't let them complete the ritual."

“No problem.” Caesar chuckled, spinning the twin pistols in his hands. “Lu Mingfei, stick close to me, don’t get scared.”

Lu Mingfei nodded with a wry smile. Although he was still nervous, he knew he couldn't back down. "I will try my best not to hold them back."

The four swiftly proceeded according to plan, heading deeper into the mountains. The oppressive atmosphere intensified, the power of the dragons seemed to stir within the distant purple light, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in thick darkness.

As they drew closer, the rune warriors of the Hermes family gradually came into view.

These black-robed warriors, wielding runic spears, their eyes flashing with chilling killing intent, were clearly fully committed to the dragon race's revival plan. They had set up a formidable defensive line, vowing to protect the dragon race's power from destruction.

"They're here," Tian said coldly, cocking both guns and locking his gaze on the enemy ahead like an eagle's.

"Let's see how capable these guys are." Caesar chuckled and opened fire instantly, bullets shooting like meteors towards the rune warriors at the forefront.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, and the "Don't Die" spell in his hand condensed again. Black energy slowly flowed from his palm, ready to provide support at any time.

The battle broke out instantly.

Rune warriors, wielding purple runic spears and exuding a powerful dragon aura, charged towards the four. Chu Zihang's blade swiftly cleaved through the enemy ranks, lightning and runic light intertwining on the battlefield, creating a deadly interplay of light and shadow.

Caesar's twin pistols unleashed a torrential barrage of fire, precisely striking the rune cores of each rune warrior and instantly annihilating them.

“These guys aren’t good enough,” he sneered, continuing to suppress the enemy’s attack.

Lu Mingfei's cry of "Don't die!" spread rapidly across the battlefield. The black aura trapped several rune warriors, delaying their movements and buying the squad more time to attack.

Tian and Chu Zihang then swiftly advanced, their target being the runic array deep within the mountains.

“The core must be destroyed,” Tian said coldly, the light in his golden eyes growing even sharper. “We cannot allow them to complete the ritual.”

Just as they approached the rune array, a low tremor suddenly came from the air, as if the earth was trembling under the power of the dragons.

The purple light of the runic array suddenly intensified, the dragon's aura grew stronger, and the entire mountain range seemed to respond to this power. The flashing runes and the warriors' roars intertwined, as if foreshadowing the awakening of some ancient power.

"They've sped up the ritual!" Tian analyzed quickly, his gaze sharp as an eagle's, his golden eyes locking onto the core area of ​​the rune array.

"We can't delay any longer!" he hissed, cocking both guns and firing bullets like meteors at the rune warriors in front of him, trying to buy time for Chu Zihang.

"Understood!" Chu Zihang's blade flashed in the lightning, and he suddenly exerted his strength, the blade light heading straight for the guards around the magic array.

With each strike, his movements were as swift as the wind, the power of thunder cleaving through the enemy's runic defenses, rapidly approaching the core of the magic array.

Caesar's gunshots rang out like thunder, his smile was fanatical, and the thrill of battle made each of his bullets full of powerful penetrating force.

“These rune warriors are utterly pathetic!” Caesar chuckled, his twin pistols precisely shattering the rune cores of several rune warriors.

"Come on, more of them!" he said coldly, his eyes burning with even greater fighting spirit.

Lu Mingfei stood at the back, his "Don't Die" spell still maintaining its suppressive effect.

He sensed the increasingly intense dragon aura in the air, and the oppressive feeling made his breathing rapid. Although the black dream-like energy was effective, the number of enemies was too great, seemingly endless.